Visibly Invisible

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Photo: Amitai Asif

 

What do you see

When you look, but

Do not

Actually

See me?

 

Is it the shadow

Of what you believe

You ought to

See,

Or the reflected

Image

Of what you wish

You could

Be,

Or what you think

I must be

In order

To be visible

Enough

To be verified

As me?

 

 

For the d’Verse challenge

For the A Photo A Week Challenge: Depth of Field

No Iron Needed

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Photo: Ofir Asif

 

There’s a crease in my memories.

An obscure line

Of thoughts.

There’s a wrinkle along

The predictable

Plot.

I’ve accumulated crinkles

And crimps

And what not.

It is fine

As it is.

It is what

It need be.

All those furrows and folds

Are what makes me

Be me.

 

 

 

For The Daily Post

A Local Princess

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Most late afternoons she arrives to session in frilly sleepwear and pink plush slippers, locks of hair damp from her bath. I’m on first name basis with her three varieties of Elsa nightgowns, her Dora robe, her Hello Kitty slippers, her Eloise headband.

She has no qualms traipsing the urban outdoors in jammies (or on a rare rescheduled morning, with brush-phobic bedhead). It may be that she’s five … but the short commute sure helps: she lives right across the street. No fuss. No sweat. No need to primp.

After all she is donning royalty to sleep.

 

 

For The Daily Post

Un-Hide

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Photo Credit: O.A.

 

You do not need to hide

Your pain

Your worry.

You do not need to stash away

The dreams

The stories.

You do not need to hold your tongue

Pretend away your feelings

Ignore what you already know,

Just to be

Someone you are not

For me

For show

For others.

You do not need to wrap parts of yourself

In secrecy

Or silence.

It is okay.

Un-hide.

I understand.

Even if some do not know, and

May need more time,

To see

How you’re the light

Within the deepest darkness.

 

 

For The Daily Post

Exquisitely You

She wants to be just like her favorite celebrity.

She prances in front of the mirror, mimics facial expressions, pouts lips, struts, copies mannerism, makeup, tone, clothing style, way of speaking.

He wants to be just like his football idol.

He waddles his still small frame to mimic a quarterback. He frowns and he grunts. He copies mannerism, tone, clothing, way of speaking.

They want to be just like those who hold power.

They swagger. They pose. They pretend to be tough, put on apathetic faces. They copy mannerism, tone, clothing, way of speaking.

She forgets. He doesn’t know. Maybe they weren’t told.

Of the exquisite being they each are. Already.

Each unique.

Poised to be who they were meant to be.

One of a kind. On this earth. In this time.

Let us tell them, tell ourselves:

“Watch others for what is true, for what is right, what is kind,

Learn what you can,

But remember

You are.

You can be.

No one else can

Be

Exquisitely you.”

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You do you!

 

For The Daily Post

A mirror-mirror moment

It is always good to be … in good company …

Recognize the miracle that we each are …

A teaching mirror-mirror moment, by an adorable 3 months old.

Photo by: Smadar Epstein

Photo by: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

Because I understand me!

From Pintrest

From Pintrest

She heard noises coming from her daughter’s room. A heated conversation, animated chattering.

She listened at the door. Changed tone, one voice, empathetic discussion. She peeked–no toys involved, no dolls. Just her four year old sitting on the bed, talking earnestly.

“Who are you talking to?” she asked.

“Me.”

“How come you’re talking to yourself?”

A surprised look, a ‘duh’ voice: “But Mommy! Because I understand me!”

Make a Splash!

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Don’t you be shy, now.

Make a splash.

Laugh out loud, do not abash.

Hug a friend, tickle puppies,

Lick a lolly, share small folly.

Cook surprises, throw a party,

Make some stew, and make it hearty.

Come on now,

Seize the moment!

Put your boots on,

Make a splash.

Do not hold back.

Grin toothy joy

Into the puddle,

And let the

lightning

Do the flash.

Human Archipelago

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We are not meant to be an island, but an archipelago …

Connected to each other by crisscross of flows and frequent boat trips,

Birds raising young on all our shores

Turtles rushing to the surf as we shelter soft eggs in the sand.

We are not meant to be an island, but an archipelago …

Close and yet not meshed together

Siblings born of planetary upheaval

that created life

And land.

We are not meant to be an island, but an archipelago …

Each unique yet wholly intertwined

Into an ecosystem of together

Sharing horizons, water, rainbows, rain-tears, storms

Exchanging endless sand.

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